..... Sailor Jerry Rum. 4 days in the field and I had a bit of a shocker to be honest: 1) All ratpacks were menu E 2) Starboard pitzip blow out on my buffalo jacket. 3) Pussers sleeping bag + thermarest on an incline = sliding off said thermarest rendering it useless. Massive tussocks meaning no flat gonking was available. 4) Jetboil ignitor failed day 2. 5) Drysack rippage resulting in wet change of socks and shemagh. 6) Got bumped whilst mid-turd, resulting in a faeces / clothing incident. But, all was ok, and you know why? Because I had a hipflask full of this magnificent stuff: Yes, no matter what the fieldcraft demon could throw at me, the continuous buzz of mild inebriation and warmth in the chest made everything tremendous. Alcohol is for kings, and Sailor Jerry Rum is my new favourite outdoor companion. I'm off to Morrison's to buy another 12 bottles.